Today Oscar is at the vets being castrated. We decided to get him done a month early because he had started being very amourous towards Emmy. Unfortunately the feelings didn't seem to be mutual between the two cats, and we didn't really want 7 or 8 tiny kittens on our hands (actually I'd love it, but probably not very practical), so as he is the bigger of the two, and castration is a simpler procedure than spaying, it seemed logical to get him done. Neither cat seems to mind getting into their carry box at the moment, but I'm sure Oscar will after today! He cried all the way to the vets, but I think that was more to do with not having his sister with him than anything else. Emmy does seem to be missing him too. I popped home for lunch and she would not leave me alone, demanding to be stroked and played with for the whole hour. He is also being microchipped, so he could be let outside after today, but he's going to have to wait another month for that little pleasure until Emmy has had her op.

Anyway, we could still have some small kittens on our hands, as he might already have done the deed. The vet said they could ahve kittens from as early as three months (we didn't even own them when they were three months old). So I'll keep you all posted on that one, because we might need some homes for them! (Sarah - Adam has got used to them now, no more runny eyes or sneezing so Steve's excuse for not having a cat is invalid!)